Showing posts with label cheap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cheap. Show all posts

Friday, 27 September 2013

Junk Funk Food....Yeah.

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Sometimes its all about the cheap treats (as opposed the cheap seats). Seriously, sometimes one just HAS TO forget about the Foie Gras and laverbread (Welsh caviar to Sir Dickie Burton)and dig in to some 'ordinary' grub. Don't tell me you don't hanker for it! MacDonalds, KFC, Burger King, the list of slop for the masses is never ending and if we are intent on going down THAT road, where salt and processed cheese are King (lazy hands be raised) then f**k it, lets get the best of the crap. Afterall if we are going to tie a napkin on shyte, we might at least enjoy it. Hot dogs. Crisps. Biscuits (im starting to feel sick). Value beefburgers. Battered sloth eyeballs. Mayonaise. Boiled sweets. Lets add to the poison and try and find the ultimate Snack 'O Terror. If we 're gonna clog those arteries, at least make it taste good eh?
And I have them baby! Cheesy turkey (turkey? Ya right) burgers! The Elizabeth Duke of fine dining. And ya wanna know sumfink? These buggers taste good for what they are. Seriously. Who knew you could brew salt and fox meat...sorry TURKEY *cough* and make a passable food? But they did! Ive just finished eaten TWO of these beauties and already feel my arteries clogging. Winning!

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

And Even Concrete Changes

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His Masters Voice

HMV is set to go into administration after 92 years and bang goes another big name store that holds memories from my youth. As a young metalhead I used to hang around outside the Swansea HMV in the quadrant with all the other headbangers, clutching our newly bought heavy metal vinyl/cassettes and discussing our 'scene'. Truly great times when it was a joy to go to Swansea.
But times they insist on change, demand it with a stubborn fist like a barfly ordering another scotch. Like the water in our oceans, nothing stays still not even steel and concrete. Our town and city centers are vastly different to how they were in the 1980s and its not just fashion that is making the difference. I fear that all that is going to be left open are pound shops and mobile phone 'bars', which is a reflection of how cheap we have become as a collective society. The 'hivemind' is targeted toward bargains, good things for less (largely due to the internet) and bricks and mortar shops suffer as a result.